What’s your favorite animal? If you had asked me that question, I’d say ‘birds’ with no second thoughts. We drifted for more than 10 years - from Korea, my home, to Slovakia, the States, back to Korea, and then India.

I was seven years old when we first moved abroad to Slovakia. The memories are more clear as pictures than words. I was running on my feet to catch up with a bird flying above my head. My neck was cramped from arching it all the way, my eyes were blind by the sun. The bird almost left a trail, like the clouds traced by an airplane. I envied the bird. I wanted its hollow body; and its wings stretched perpendicularly from its tiny torso, so I could drift in the wind. I dreamed of flying to places to wonderful places I had only read of.

I’m 27 years old now, and I still think of those daydreams. I’m curious where life would take me.